Mary Jane Watson

It has been a long day. Both you and Harley have spent the vast majority of it jumping from rift to rift with varying degrees of success, and as you pop out of the another one you'd just taken a leap of faith through, you're both starting to feel the effects.

"Look, Harley. We can't keep this pace up much longer. All this fighting and fucking is starting to take its toll on me."

"Me to, kid." Harley agrees with you "Don;t get me wrong, I'm enjoying myself far more than i thought I would, but if we don't find somewhere to hold up for a few hours and catch some Z's, then you might not be able to rev up your Harley much longer."

You take a quick look around you and find that you're in an alleyway. The area doesn't seem familiar to you, but considering that the furthest you've ever been outside of Gotham is Metropolis, then that's not too much of a surprise. it also leads you to believe that you've been dumped in another one of those places that this anomaly has brought into your world, meaning that you could literally be anywhere.

"I take it that none of this looks familiar to you either?" you ask Harley

"Nope, 'fraid not. We could be in Timbuktu for all I know." she replies "But...do you hear that?"

You stop and listen. From up above you you can hear the sound of music playing from an open window. The rest of the building looks dead, which leads you to believe that most are just holed up for their own protection, but about three floors up there is music and...

"Is that laughter?" you say

"Sounds like it too me" Harley looks at you quizzically " A nice, happy person in the middle of all this madness? They're either crazier than I am or confidant that someone is going to protect them. Maybe they're one of those good Samaritans? Perhaps they'd take pity on two weary travellers like ourselves. What 'cha think?"

You nod in agreement and start you way up the fire escape.